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Mar 2012
im slowly slipping into crazy.
im laying down with lunacy
and asking her to lie close.

because i cant lie with myself
     if i expect to sleep,
and i cant lie with others
     if i expect to hope.

so ill call up crazy at two A.M.
and tell him i depend on our talks
and ask for him to sing me to sleep
again.

and lunacy will keep me warm,
and when the birds sing the morning in,
i will finally fall asleep beside myself.
Riq Schwartz
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Riq Schwartz
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